Wow. Reading this 2 years later almost brought me to tears. My how things have changed (for both better and worse).
A year after writing this, I found out I was pregnant again. A year after that, and now I have a 4 month old. I'm the one working this time. So, he does kind of get it. Finally. And no, he can't handle it.
When I leave to go on walks, he'll call me to complain that I left one of them. He expects me to take both. I know he needs the break, but he doesn't understand that I do, too. See, where he would work all day and come home and sleep... I work all day and come home and work.
Life isn't fair in that way. Way more is expected of the one with the uterus, and it still isn't fair....
but, at least, at least he understands now that I wasn't just crazy.